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Terry had agreed to meet for a weekend trip. He told Drey it was a business trip he was going in to meet for a prospective business deal. He arrived at a nice five bedroom home that was much smaller than his own big mansion. He parked. Kyle meet him at the front door. He could tell that Kyle was financially stable, but not as rich as him.

"Come on in," Kyle offered. Terry entered as Kyle closed the front door. Terry followed him to his living room. Sat on the couch and placed his shoed feet in the foot rest. "You know what you are here for, my foot sub. Get to it, remove my shoes and massage my socked feet." Kyle ordered him.

Terry knew this how they talked online, but in person felt more intense. He was a CEO of a thriving company, and yet he was being ordered to his knees at the feet of his sock Master like it was nothing. He got to his knees and removed his sock Master's shoes. He began to massage his feet. After about ten minutes, he was ordered to sniff Kyle's feet. He put his nose deep into the socks sniffing hard. He was memorize by the stong smell of his Master's socks. Next he was ordered to lick them. The taste was wonderful on his tongue. He enjoyed having his foot master order him at his feet. After a good hour and a half, Kyle ordered him to move the foot rest and lay on his back on the floor. He did as he was told. He saw two socked feet rest directly on his face. "Now lay still for the next few hours, you are my foot rest while I watch a movie or two," Kyle ordered. Here he is a big time CEO, yet he is being used for a foot stool. But he was loving every moment of it.

After that first weekend, every other month, Terry would meet up with his foot Master for a "business weekend." Every experience he got, he would crave more.

Several trips later, Terry arrived at Kyle's house. He was expecting the same routine, but saw that Kyle didn't have socks on this time. "We are going to do something different this trip. You see the reason I don't have socks on is that I plan to wear you this weekend." Kyle told him. This really confused him. How was his sock Master going to wear him as socks. Kyle came back in the living room with a TF ray device. "By the way,this is non-negotiable." Kyle added.

Kyle pointed the TF ray device at Terry and fired. It was only for a brief moment, but the effects happened almost immediately.

Terry saw the world become huge. His sock Master soon was giant size. His body morphed in on itself and turned to black cotton. Lastly the whole body spilt in two and formed a pair of black cotton socks. He was powerless as he felt himself being put on his sock Master's feet. Now all of his senses were extremely heightened. He now tasted his sock Master's foot. The foot odor was extremely intoxicating. Even being stepped on felt good even though it was very painful. The wiggling of his sock Master's toes drove him mentally mad. He didn't know being his sock Master's socks would make him feel this way. He really wanted more now. The whole weekend, his sock Master never took him off, but only to shower. He loved being worn while his master slept. After the weekend was over, his sock Master turned him back to normal. He thanked his sock Master for the experience by kissing his feet several times.

That was the start of his newfound time with his sock Master. One weekend out of the month, he had to spend the weekend on his sock Master's feet. Even though it was degrading, he would not have changed a single thing about it. He loved serving as his Master's socks.

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Bryan looked up from his computer when he heard a large racket outside his bedroom door. He was studying some files for work when the noise was too much for him to concentrate. He walked out to see his two roommates Kevin and Charlie being obnoxiously annoying and loud. They had come back drunk once again. He had warned them about it on a few occasions. They obviously didn't listen to his warning.

"Again, you two. I am studying for work and you both broke my concentration." Bryan said, but both laughed it off as though neither were concerned.

"We just came from a friend's birthday party, give us a break already." Charlie said, giving Bryan the middle finger in response.

"Yeah, we were responsible and took a cab home, okay." Kevin added in. "We live here too and have every right to come home any way we want." He added.

"But I warned you two about coming home completely drunk because you are more annoying when you are drunk." Bryan added. As he went to his bedroom to get his phone. He came back out and opened up his app. He swore he would never use it on any person, but his roommates just would not listen to his warning.

"So, what you gonna do about it?" Kevin spoke with a little slur in his words. "Nothing!" He added and laughed.

Bryan decided to show them that his warning was very much true. He pointed the phone camera at both roommates and hit the flash option. Instantly, both roommates were replaced with a pair of white socks on the floor. He grabbed them up off the floor. "I warned you. You should have listened. I think some time on my feet should sober you up." He laughed as he went back on to his bedroom to try on his new socks.

At first, Charlie thought he was dreaming when he felt Bryan's foot slide inside him. After five minutes, he realized it was no dream. He was a literal sock on his roommate's foot. Unfortunately, he was still a little too drunk to fully realize his fate entirely.

Kevin mentally kept laughing as though he was imagining the taste and smell of a foot. Nothing mattered at the moment. He was still too high.

The next day was when Charlie saw his fate was no dream for sure. He had sobered, but the taste of feet was so present. Bringing in the fact of Bryan walking on him made him see that his warning was no idle threat. He was a literal sock on Bryan's foot. "Change me back. I promise I won't be annoying again. Can you hear me, Bryan?!" He mentally pleaded, but it looked like his roommate didn't hear a single thought whatsoever. He just kept wearing and walking on him. The pain of being pressed against the floor was horrible. He wanted to be human again. Being a sock was no fun.

Kevin was practically begging Bryan to turn him back to normal once his mind sobered up. "You promise never to use that app on any person." He pleaded. He knew he had the app, but never thought he would use it on them. "I am a person, not a sock. Change us back now!" He pleaded and demanded at the same time, yet he was still being ignored. He was tired of tasting a foot.

Bryan loved the peace and quiet of the apartment. Without those two annoying him, he got a lot of studying done and had time to play some video games on the big screen. He thought he should enjoy this peace and quiet a little while longer.

Two Months later, Bryan sat on the couch watching a movie in his favorite pair of socks. He had practically worn them every day. He wore them to work, working out and even hanging out with coworkers and friends. They were his most comfortable pair of socks he owned. He noticed how durable human transformed socks were. They had lasted two months on his feet so far with barely any damage. But they did have a strong foot odor, which he didn't mind. If they had not been so annoying they would not be socks on his feet. It was their punishment to smell like his feet anyway. He would eventually change them back at some point, maybe.

"It's way more peaceful with you two as my pair of socks." He commented as he continued to watch the movie without the slightest concern for his socks. That's what they currently were and should be treated as such.

"Ugh, I am tired of being a sock and reek of a stinky foot, please change me back, I beg of you!" Kevin pleaded, hoping Bryan would hear his plea at some point. It was a daily sweaty foot, stinky shoe and constantly being worn and walked on without the slightest care to how painful it was to him. Tasting a sweaty foot every day and he still couldn't get used to it. It was constant torture from his roommate foot. Many days Bryan would not say a word to them. He would simply wear them and treat them as just a pair of socks to be worn on foot. He began to wonder if he would ever see normal life again.

Charlie thought Bryan would get over it and change them back after a day or so. He saw he was so wrong. It was day after day of nothing but his roommate's foot. It was a stinky shoe after a stinky shoe. It was sweaty gym time and work out time almost every day. It was the constant of being worn to work over and over. It was the tasting of a foot with no end in sight. He knew him and Kevin could be annoying at times, especially when they were drunk, but it had been over a week since he had transformed them.